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I'm sorry

Who am I?    There is a question always ringing in my head like bell "Who am I?" A question that seems impossible to answer but other people has answered it so why can't I? "Who am I?" Am I the type of person who is uptight or easygoing? I'm labled  as so many things why can't I just be myself? "Who am I?" I like yellows Oranges Candy People I love and like so much why can't people like me? "Who am I?" Three words that mean so much Three silly small words Three words that if I saw them in a different order it would mean as much. Why would these words mean so much to me?
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Nov 5, 2018
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